The Heartbroken - S01 E85

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The Heartbroken - S01 E85

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 85

I wasn’t sure about it,

but I knew I had to talk

to her.

—

I woke up to my

phone’s message alert

tone. I almost chose to

ignore it, but thought it

was weird to receive a

random text at—I

opened my eyes to

check the clock on my

bedside drawer—2:43

a.m. At first, I was

taken aback by the fact

that I was sleeping on

my bed in my bedroom,

as if I’d grown

accustomed to sleeping

over at Seth’s house,

but then I thought back

to this evening.

Mom told me about

Norman, the guy she’s

currently dating, and

filled me in on the

details. She apologized

for having kept it a

secret. “I know you love

your father and I

wasn’t sure how you’d

take it,” she had told

me. I kept quiet the

whole time, only

occasionally telling her it

was fine, just fine.

In the end, I did end up

feeling better. Maybe I

should have told her

about the fact that I

hate it when she’s

never home, never

around, but I couldn’t

bring myself to do so.

There was, however, a

reassurance I felt when

I saw her crying, letting

me know, or at least

think, that she still

cared. I felt tired by the

time I went up my

room and was

immediately knocked

out.

Only to be woken up by

this weird creeper

texting at two f-----g

a.m.

I can’t sleep. You up?

It was Seth. I literally

groaned into my pillow. I

closed my eyes again,

determined to ignore

the text and pretend

this never happened.

Just as I was falling

asleep again, the

f-----g phone rang.

Mentally murdering

Seth, I answered the

phone.

“What do you want?”

“Hey! I knew you’d be

up,” Seth said, sounding

much too awake and

much too happy at such

an hour.

“I’m hanging up,” I said.

“Wait, no, no! Look, I

just wanted to make

sure you’re all right.”

“And you couldn’t have

done earlier?”

“I did tell you that I

always think of ways

to annoy you,” he said. I

swear I could hear the

smirk in his voice. “I also

called because I can’t

fall asleep.”

“Why the f--k did you

—”

“I’m finding it difficult

to sleep without

hearing you snore

beside me,” he said.

“I don’t snore.”

“Yes, you do. I would

know. And also I kind of

miss having someone

to sniff all night.”

“Seeeeth,” I begged.

“What’s wrong with

calling—”

I groaned, wishing I

was asleep and not

having this

conversation. I hung up

and cut him off, closing

my eyes and forcing

myself to fall asleep.

My phone rang again.

Ugh. Picking it up

without opening my

eyes, I said, “What the

f--k do you want?”

There was a long

pause. And then the

words, “I actually kind

of, uhm, miss you.” He

fake-coughed the last

part out.

He did? Did I just hear

Seth say he misses

me? I bit my lower lip

as I felt something

tugging at me from the

back of my mind. I

wasn’t sure what it

was, but it was there,

stubbornly fighting its

way into my

subconscious. “You are

so lame.”

“You were supposed to

say you miss me too.”

“But I don’t.”

“Right.” I could see

picture the smile on his

face perfectly. “But

seriously. How are

things with your mom?”